Aphmau Reacting Novels & Stories

She looked at Dominic like a problem she still wasn’t sure she wanted to solve and at Amara like the proof of the problem’s consequence. “You must hate me,” Rhea said without preamble. Amara shook her head. “I hate men who steal children and the ones who leverage fear. You didn’t do either.” Rhea’s mouth tipped. “You’re going to be irritatingly hard to dislike.” She gestured at the chairs. Jack stood. “No time,” Dominic said. “We needed to look you in the eye.”

⸻ Pain hit her chest instantly. ⸻ She gasped softly. ⸻ Lucian looked down immediately. ⸻ “What happened?” ⸻ Amara pressed a hand against the glowing mark beneath her collarbone. ⸻ “It’s reacting again.” ⸻ The silver mark burned warmer now. Not painfully. Urgently. ⸻ Like something was calling to it. ⸻ Or answering it. ⸻ Rhea noticed immediately. And whatever calm she had left finally cracked. ⸻

Damascus tried to hear her thoughts, but something was blocking him. "I said don't touch me," Amara began to itch her arm without realizing that she was doing it. Damascus's gaze shot to the action. He wondered if she was going to shift. Everything pointed to it. Damascus argued with himself. On the one hand he wanted to hold and comfort her and try to get her to calm down, but the other part argued that if she was going to shift, now was the time. Her anger had a hold onto her and was helping her wolf to push through. It was going to be painful, but Damascus would be there every step of the way.

I told her gesturing towards me, Marcus, Finn and Erik. Noah seemed to hesitate a moment before he nodded in agreement. She cut all four of our palms above the chalice and added the pink powder before clearing her throat, “verto sita noa, verto sita noa, verto sita noa.” A harsh wind blew into the room as the walls shook, and the lights flickered on and off. Blood started to drip from her right nostril as she shouted, “VERTO SITA NOA!” The last thing I saw was Noah catching her as she collapsed. The world seemed to twist and bend, and my body felt like it was being crushed through time and space. I held onto my head from the immense pain and what felt like hours later, we landed outside a br

They stayed in the same position until the doctor came out. It's true, adversities bring people closer. And here, the fear of losing Ava brought these two souls closer than before. Once the doctor came out they stood up immediately. "Doctor, how is my child??" Armaan asked fear forming a tight coil in his gut "She is stable now. She has had a nasty allergic reaction. This might be the first episode I guess??" He asked "Yes doctor. We had no idea" he said helplessly "It happens. Are either of you allergic to bees??" The doctor asked wanting to know the medical history.

Ogechi chirped in. "Yes"Amara said in a whisper as she averted her gaze from both mother and daughter. Lydia let out a laugh and dropped the pounded yam. She clasped her hands together and stared at Amara. "Oh you are even answering me. No respect again abi?" Amara was frightened. She didn't know what she did wrong. She made sure to pound the yam well and it looked fine to her. "Ok amara so this pounded yam has no lumps? No just look at the rubbish you cooked for me"Lydia added.

"Miss Aubrey?" "Stop! Okay! I remember it.” Fiona was in a trance. She looked anxious with her trembling body. Her bead looked at Lafanya. "So, what should I do now?" ***

she spat at him in disgust. Amma was shocked to see Haya in this state, she has never raised her voice in front of anyone but today she not only insulted him but slapped him too. She didn't want to create a fuss so she decided to apologise " I am sorry for my daughter's behaviour " she said glaring at Haya. "Haya let's go, today you crossed all limits " Amma was scared too because Haya has misbehaved with a billionaire like Maaz, what if he takes revenge on them.

She was paralyzed by the conflicting emotions coursing through her – shock, fear, disbelief. "Ameera," Haider's voice was soft, a stark contrast to the world she had just glimpsed. Ameera's eyes remained fixed on the wall, on the faces that stared back at her. Faces that had been silenced by the Black Mafia. She felt her legs move almost on their own, carrying her towards the wall as if drawn by an unseen force. Her voice trembled as she finally spoke, her words a whisper. "You're... you're the Black Mafia?"

“Amoux, tell me, who did this to you? I ordered Almera to report this to your father.” Leah didn't even know she had fallen asleep when Amoux's hand jiggled. She quickly opened her eyes even though she wanted to retake a nap. She saw Amoux's staring at her, and she couldn't believe that she noticed that there were a lot of emotions in his eyes. “Amoux, are you alright? I'm sorry, I can't use my healing ability—” “You don't need to apologize because of it, I understand. You don't need to use your healing ability for me; I don't want you to die because of me.” Leah blinked when she felt that her eyes were moist.